Serpico

Sick of the songSick of the soulSick of the bandAnd the lack of controlSick of the soundSick of the friendsSomething's gone wrongI thought I heard the old man sayAs the insides spilled outInto the cold mountain airAnd I never thought I would feelNever thought I would feel this wayHe'd been dying or dead for yearsAnd this was just his way of sayingLet them hear it in the night